film meme: ten films [4/10] Sleeping Beauty
"I will not ask your forgiveness because what I have done to you is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge sweet Aurora you stole what was left of my heart and now I’ve lost you forever."
I had w i n g s once, and they were s t r o n g. They could carry me above the clouds and into the headwinds, and they never faltered. Not even once. But they were stolen from me.
'Snowdrop & other tales' by the Brothers Grimm; illustrated by Arthur Rackham. Published 1920 by E.P. Dutton & Company, New York.
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Crowned with thorns and bloody roses, the sylvan queen, her beauty mystifies her like silver filaments of a spinning wheel strewn with drops of gold, wears her bloom like a bloody bejeweled knife. She’s a force of nature and beyond control, a raging hurricane at the centre of a man’s desire. She’s wild, she’s the hunter and the prey, a siren of the woods, collects corpses of travelers and hunters that she lurked in her dark meadow long time ago. She loves and make you feel loved so deeply it will consume you, the feeling running through you too powerful, too profound, piercing your soul in the most beautiful agony until you fall in the deepest slumber. She beds you on brier wood and rose petals, nourishes from the sweetest dreams of a lover, from nightmares of carnivores and cannibals, sucks you dry until nothing remains than an empty body willing to serve her until eternity.
FAIRY TALES MEME » LITTLE BRIAR-ROSE (SLEEPING BEAUTY) by The Brothers Grimm
A LONG TIME AGO, the Queen had a little girl who was so pretty that the King could not contain himself for joy, and ordered a great feast. He invited not only his kindred, friends and acquaintance, but also the Wise Women, in order that they might be kind and well-disposed towards the child. There were thirteen of them in his kingdom, but, as he had only twelve golden plates for them to eat out of, one of them had to be left at home.
The Wise Women bestowed their magic gifts upon the baby: one gave virtue, another beauty, a third riches, and so on with everything in the world that one can wish for.
When eleven of them had made their promises, suddenly the thirteenth came in. She wished to avenge herself for not having been invited, and without greeting, she cried, “The King’s daughter shall in her fifteenth year prick herself with a spindle, and fall down dead.” And, without saying a word more, she turned round and left the room. The twelfth, whose good wish remained unspoken, came forward, and, though she could not undo the evil sentence, said, “It shall not be death, but a deep sleep of a hundred years, into which the princess shall fall.”
Fairytale | Briar Rose
A hundred years of dreams —
I would not have given up an hour
of those shifting landscapes, the tower, the lagoon
the rough roses making a cradle around my bed.
for me and for everyone else I know
while behind my wincing eyelids I absorb
my parents’ recklessness.
We wanted the best for you, they’ll tell me:
all those girlish virtues
a pretty face and figure, kindness to the poor
the ability to sing and play the spinet.
Inviting the colors of the rainbow to my Christening,
spraying me with holy white light,
they locked out one color of the spectrum
the darkness that absorbs it all
and I blame my father. Maleficent came to his birth
just as surely as she did to mine:
the difference is that everyone knew her then
when her name was Poverty and Need
and the guests all bowed their heads. In our day,
my birthday, no one expected her.
Evil, they called her. I call her
Resentment. Fury. Locked away, I dream
and no one tells me what to do.
No one breaks in. And when a stranger offers me a spindle
glistening, sexual, I sink into the pillows
and remember the worst has already happened:
I have survived death and turned it into sleep
and a dream lasting one hundred years.
When I wake
I will know my lover’s face. [x]
But, as many thought whenever they saw the graceful figure soaring through the air, it took a great hero and a terrible villain to make it all come about. And her name was Maleficent.
FAIRY TALE MEME ∙ [1/3] Locations/Kingdoms ∙ Sleeping Beauty’s Castle (from La Belle au bois dormant/The Sleeping Beauty by Charles Perrault)
At the end of a hundred years the throne had passed to another family from that of the sleeping princess. One day the king’s son chanced to go a-hunting that way, and seeing in the distance some towers in the midst of a large and dense forest, he asked what they were. His attendants told him in reply the various stories which they had heard. Some said there was an old castle haunted by ghosts, others that all the witches of the neighborhood held their revels there. The favorite tale was that in the castle lived an ogre, who carried thither all the children whom he could catch. There he devoured them at his leisure, and since he was the only person who could force a passage through the wood nobody had been able to pursue him.
There is an evil in this world—hatred and betrayal.
And I cannot keep you from it.
Fynn proposes to Princess Myrose (aka Sleeping Beauty)
~ from Sleeping Beauty (“Dornröschen”, Germany, 2009)
…long may I reign.